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A veces pienso que todo lo que hago,
es sencillamente porque
te echo mucho de menos....
A veces pienso que todo lo que hago,
es sencillamente porque
te echo mucho de menos....
Don't worry
I will be ok
I will be ok
¿Puede ser, que yo sea la causa de tu prolongada estadia aqui?
No quiero que estes en este lugar ya que la idea es que estes feliz, y sé que aca no lo estas.
No quiero que estes en este lugar ya que la idea es que estes feliz, y sé que aca no lo estas.
You Can't Steal My Love
I was walking down the street with my chains tied up to my feet
I leaned instead of jiggie with the sidewalk
Now this street tells the same old boring tale that has failed in so many ways of life
To trust its stories you’ve got to be dull as them
And all the love I’ve got in here
You’ve just killed you peasants didn’t even care
The love I had in store you raped for more
And all the dreams I had in here you’ve just stolen
You peasants didn’t even care
But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch, my golden hand
‘Cause it’s guarded by your promises
I met her in a crowded room where the bookshelves help you and knowledge takes your hand
I watched her beauty from an armchair
I said “Hey girl have you seen that film with those kids in New York in the eighties
Oh, you have – Well, can I watch it with you anyway”
And all the love I’ve got in here…
Congratulation Mr. Major you savior, betrayer, you stinking master of trusts
How does it feel to ride all those horses
You cannot touch our hearts when we’re in bloom
I assume that we’ll win over the heads again
We conceal non, you’ll feel none, that’s what I promise
And all the love we’ve got in store, you can’t kill You peasants! We won it all
And the love I have for her you cannot touch, my golden hand,
‘Cause it’s guarded by your filthy promises
And all the love I’ve got in here…
Honey I love you, like the summer falls
And the winter crawls you’re above and beyond me…
Mando Diao
" Inventa mundos nuevos y cuida tu palabra;
El adjetivo, cuando no da vida, mata. "
El adjetivo, cuando no da vida, mata. "
"Dejemos que las palabra vuelen"
Realmente cuando lo dibujé no sabía en que estaba pensando...
se podría incluso decir que lo hice por hacer,
pero no... hoy me di cuenta del verdadero significado que tiene,
hoy me di cuenta de lo que en verdad sentía,
aunque admito que lo oculte bastante bien
como para que pasara desapercibido incluso para mi.
Pero, hoy, hoy lo sé...
espero que la carta llegué...
tengo muchas mas para enviar.
se podría incluso decir que lo hice por hacer,
pero no... hoy me di cuenta del verdadero significado que tiene,
hoy me di cuenta de lo que en verdad sentía,
aunque admito que lo oculte bastante bien
como para que pasara desapercibido incluso para mi.
Pero, hoy, hoy lo sé...
espero que la carta llegué...
tengo muchas mas para enviar.
"A veces sueño que escribo...
...otras escribo mientras sueño"
...otras escribo mientras sueño"
Ignorance
If i'm a bad person, you don't like me
i guess i'll go, make my own way
it's a circle
a mean cycle
i can't excite you anymore
where's your gavel? your jury?
what's my offense this time?
you're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me
well sentence me to another life.
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
i don't wanna feel your pain
when you swear it's all my fault
cause you know we're not the same
we not the sameoh we're not the same
the friends who stuck together
we wrote our names in blood
but i guess you can't accept that the change is good
it's good
it's good
You treat me just like another stranger
well it's nice to meet you sir
i guess i'll go
i best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
This is the best thing that could've happened
any longer and i wouldn't have made it
it's not a war no, it's not a rapture
i'm just a person but you can't take it
the same tricks that once fooled me
they won't get you anywhere
i'm not the same kid from your memory
now i can fend for myself
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
i don't wanna feel your pain
when you swear it's all my fault
cause you know we're not the same
we not the same
oh we're not the same
we used to stick together
we wrote our names in blood
but i guess you can't accept that the change is good
it's good
it's good
You treat me just like another stranger
well it's nice to meet you sir
i guess i'll go
i best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
You treat me just like another stranger
well it's nice to meet you sir
i guess i'll go
i best be on my way out .
Paramore
i guess i'll go, make my own way
it's a circle
a mean cycle
i can't excite you anymore
where's your gavel? your jury?
what's my offense this time?
you're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me
well sentence me to another life.
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
i don't wanna feel your pain
when you swear it's all my fault
cause you know we're not the same
we not the sameoh we're not the same
the friends who stuck together
we wrote our names in blood
but i guess you can't accept that the change is good
it's good
it's good
You treat me just like another stranger
well it's nice to meet you sir
i guess i'll go
i best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
This is the best thing that could've happened
any longer and i wouldn't have made it
it's not a war no, it's not a rapture
i'm just a person but you can't take it
the same tricks that once fooled me
they won't get you anywhere
i'm not the same kid from your memory
now i can fend for myself
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
i don't wanna feel your pain
when you swear it's all my fault
cause you know we're not the same
we not the same
oh we're not the same
we used to stick together
we wrote our names in blood
but i guess you can't accept that the change is good
it's good
it's good
You treat me just like another stranger
well it's nice to meet you sir
i guess i'll go
i best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
You treat me just like another stranger
well it's nice to meet you sir
i guess i'll go
i best be on my way out .
Paramore
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Narración sin Título I
Corría un fuerte viento sobre la ciudad, se acercaba una tormenta. Emilio, sentado en el balcón de su habitación observaba como planeaban las hojas de los árboles, como las aves emigrban y como los niños pequeños aprovechaban de jugar antes de las lluvias. Eran las tres de la tarde, pero aun así Annie, su novia, no había llegado. Decidió escuchar música mientras esperaba. Transcurría el tiempo, pasaban los minutos y nada; y pese al volumen en que se encontraba la radio, en sus oídos resonaba el tic-tac del reloj. Volvió al balcón, una gota de agua salpico en su cara, luego otra y otra; las calles se convirtierón en un salón de baile donde sus participantes saltaban sobre el pavimento sin césar y el cielo lloraba de emoción. Las hojas calleron de los árboles con mayor velocidad, las aves se protegierón en los paraderos y los niños corrierón a sus hogares, excepto Emilio, quien seguía a la espera de su amada.
De repente se oyó el paso apresurado de alguién, él levanto la mirada y divisó a lo lejos a una mujer con abrigo amarillo, pantalones negros, converse y un sombrero rojo; llevaba un paraguas el que le impedía ver su cara, aun así, él sentía deseos de bajar por ella.
-No, no puedo... ni siquiera la conozco. Emilio, no pienses en hablarle- se dijo.
Ella paso frente a él; justo en el instante en que se encontraba parada al lado del balcón volteó. El muchacho pudo observar entonces, su rostro. Sencillamente hermoso. Sin embargo, no dijo nada y observó como auqella chica se alejaba saltando sobre la vereda al compás de la lluvia.
Cynthia Marimán
De repente se oyó el paso apresurado de alguién, él levanto la mirada y divisó a lo lejos a una mujer con abrigo amarillo, pantalones negros, converse y un sombrero rojo; llevaba un paraguas el que le impedía ver su cara, aun así, él sentía deseos de bajar por ella.
-No, no puedo... ni siquiera la conozco. Emilio, no pienses en hablarle- se dijo.
Ella paso frente a él; justo en el instante en que se encontraba parada al lado del balcón volteó. El muchacho pudo observar entonces, su rostro. Sencillamente hermoso. Sin embargo, no dijo nada y observó como auqella chica se alejaba saltando sobre la vereda al compás de la lluvia.
Cynthia Marimán
Sailing Away
What are we going to do
when you start crying
Whatever you are going trough
it´s not worth dying
Chasing away the blue
i know you´re trying
Nobody wants to lose
i don´t know why
´cos i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
today
What are we going to say
when you start laughing
you´re giving it all away
when you´ve got nothing
How many times a day
you feel like walking
taking a holiday
from all the shine
but i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
today
´cos i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
today
You´ve got to grab the bull by the horns, my friend
it´s the only way to go
and when the story is told
we can´t go
What are we going to do
when you start crying
whatever you´re going trough
it´s not worth dying
Keeping away the blue
you know i´m trying
what do we ve got to lose
it´s just a
´cos i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
i´m sailing away
i´m sailing away
today
Travis
when you start crying
Whatever you are going trough
it´s not worth dying
Chasing away the blue
i know you´re trying
Nobody wants to lose
i don´t know why
´cos i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
today
What are we going to say
when you start laughing
you´re giving it all away
when you´ve got nothing
How many times a day
you feel like walking
taking a holiday
from all the shine
but i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
today
´cos i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
today
You´ve got to grab the bull by the horns, my friend
it´s the only way to go
and when the story is told
we can´t go
What are we going to do
when you start crying
whatever you´re going trough
it´s not worth dying
Keeping away the blue
you know i´m trying
what do we ve got to lose
it´s just a
´cos i live by the river
live by the river and i´ll die by the river
i´m sailing away
i´m sailing away
i´m sailing away
today
Travis
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